Chapitre 329: 5.16.1 The true evil.

Her memories were something I can't read. It was not due to the request of Baldar, but there were other reasons I didn't wish to sully the sanctity of her mind with my will. 

Whereas, if she were to call for me, it would be a different matter altogether. Just like she did now. 

Her mind echoed in the dream world, sending signals, letting me know her calling. She welcomed me to her dream. A dream in which she was in a boat caught in a storm, while she stood there silent, looking at the horizon, instead of manning the boat so that it doesn't capsize. 

"Aware of your dream?" I asked, attracting her attention. "You are him?" She found me odd, for I came in a form she somewhat found familiar. "You look like." 

"Your Jara? He used to look like this as a kid. I thought you would find this form a bit more appealing, considering the conversation we are going to have today." But before we could continue, she looked at me deeply and requested. "Change it."